If I lose myself among the mass
You'll never find me out
If you notice everyone's face
I must be reflected
As you often call me a poet
And you'll try to, I know
And there you'll find
The reflection of a poet on each face
As mine
All men are poet
And their words
Nothing but the words of it!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well structured poem! 10!